Who remembers Wang Tingjun's quatrains?

(1 156- 1202) was born in Xiong Yue, Gaizhou (now Gai County, Liaoning Province), also known as Lao Hua. My father, Zungu, studied in Zheng Long for five years (1 160), with a bachelor's degree in Hanlin. Ting Yun is a romantic man with a long history. He was a scholar in the 16th year of Dading (1 176) and lived in Lishizhou county. Zhang Zongchao, who was called into the cabinet to write a book for Hanlin, was dismissed for something. Buju Tian Ping Huanghua (now Linxian County, Henan Province). He recovered from his illness in his later years and returned to Hanyuan. In the second year, Taihe died at the age of 47, studying under Mi Fei and Wentong. "Poetry has the right to learn from others" (Zhongzhou Collection). Yellow seven volumes, the third volume thirteen words; Zhongzhou Yuefu also has 12 songs. Kuang Zhouyiyun: "The Ci of the Jin and Yuan Dynasties is cold and clear, with its own style.

Wang Tingjun: 12 lyrics.

River of no return

The mountain hall is late, full of hedgerows and cold birds, with high smoke. Light snow is dancing and enters the house through the curtain. Sweeping the floor and burning incense made everyone laugh, not just because of the wind. Ice evil gives birth to inkstone, ask who gets a good sentence first. If you can't dream of Chang 'an, you will feel at ease and have to go back to farming. Excuse me, is Xi Xue safe? Shili 7 Park is a good place. Trim the edge of bamboo forest and the bottom of cold plum tree, and plan to live with the whole family. Chai Men Crescent, who will sweep back the bridge?

Qiaojinmen

Double magpie. Several reports about the return date are wrong. Do all the old worries and forget them. Where are the new troubles? Bo Xue marks the corner. Qing Zi has makeup residue calyx. Branches without paths will not fall. The east wind still does evil.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Hui language

Heartbroken people hate incense. I hate it when I get fragrant. Dust locks the windows in spring. The spring window locks the dark dust. Kobanawa moonlight dawn. Xiaoyue has a small eaves. Covered halfway up the mountain. Castle peak is half hidden.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Worried about the maple leaves in Qiu Jiang. Ye Feng is worried about tourists crossing the river in autumn. Looking at the high city from afar, the city looks at the distance. Old friends hate suffering. Hate new people. Cocks crow at sunset. Crows crow at night and the sun sets.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

White clouds alone reflect the distant mountains and clear waters. Blue mountains reflect lonely clouds and white clouds. The building leans against an autumn day. Leaning against the building in autumn. Broken heart with geese. A broken goose breaks with its intestines. Come to the goose and return to the book. Go back to books and geese.

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

Fu Xinghua

Spring came early this year. Flowers are blooming everywhere. It's just that this spring is just right Smile at the end of the month. Romance is like plum blossom. Take care of the thin shadow. Dream of Shuangxi North and South, Zhuli Caotang.

Black night cry

Light smoke and light rain in the new autumn. I can't help worrying. Remember the Qinglian River and the restaurant building. People can't live. Flowers are speechless. Water flows in the air. Only a couple of Yan Yan are willing to stay.

Complain about one's feelings

The night is cool and sunny, and the phoenix tree falls. The trees in the courtyard face west. The old incense in the smoke cage is still there, and the dawn account warms the hibiscus. Clouds are thin and the moon is hazy. Small curtains. Wandering dreams are half in the south building, drawing corners.

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

Write poems or essays on the orders of the emperor

Qiongzhi Yaoyue. Curtain roll gold que. Palace moth has double green leaves. Decorate the snow in the south. The shadow of the east fan is low. Hongyun looks good every other day. Thousands of trees are lit every night, and three mountains and blue seas are seen every year.

Prelude to water melody

The autumn wind exposes the leaves of the forest, but it grows with the temple. In the ten-year pavilion, the setting sun is cold. Wild geese travel thousands of miles, and the situation is that the prodigal son is homesick. The lonely crane came back late, and the woodcrow was full. Wang Peng, the vast sea of clouds, endless. Where is Taiping jade? There are dates like melons on the sleeves. Laugh at what you know, and look at the present and the past, and your ears are hot. The liver and lungs emerge from the awn angle, and the ink painting is dry.

Qiaojinmen

jade hairpin

Autumn is bleak. The lights are new and the curtains are cool. Tribe couldn't help feeling thin. The south building smells painting corners. Want to see the ice calyx of the jade pot. The west wind blew away overnight. Dreaming of crying for the moon. The fragrance is everywhere.

For the above twelve songs, see Wang Huanghua's calligraphy "Zhongzhou Yuefu Case, Jingzhai to Zheng Zhi", Volume 1. There is a poem by Xie Yuzhou, which was recorded as a cloud by Jing Xiang, a master of Yuan Dao. This is Song Yuzhi's confession, written by Wang Tingjun, not by himself. The Golden History was all mistaken for Wang Ci, and The Three Seas and The Yellow Series were also mistaken for Wang Ci.